1 Mother hyacinths fade these hills are no longer questioning accepting me as I am what I was, roguish ways trickster but lover all the same,their lover. And, how you loved tanning on the front of the house in a makeshift breakfast room as I mounted on these blue jagged hills, with winter giving […]
Category: Poetry
Strong Current – Dah Helmer
(After Trump) This latest disappointment a flare of rancid diction such bitterness spoiling the world He thinks we’re his peopleWith despicable barking his dog-language skins the purity of human ethics of human goodness We the people must lay traps or corner this animal in the dirt it rose from stack it in piles […]
The Birds of Afghanistan – Ryan Quinn Flanagan
Saw that in Afghanistanthey have these bird bazaarswhere they string up an assortmentof dead birds: ducks, cranes, pheasantsand the likeand let them bleed outon the pavement.It’s a funny place, that Afghanistan,always fending off invadersand trafficking heroin.The years have warped them, I guess,turned them a little queer;like a dog left out in the rainthat grows […]
Lose Yourself to Dark – Sudeep Adhikari
The bend is, where my anxieties and demonsconverge in a chiaroscuro of a dying day. A dark colloidof ache and longing; it is always there, inside.Steaming like sewers coming out of a nuclear reactorwith poison and perversions. Impermanenceis a truth. Sun sets in no time, before you canthank him for all the nudes. Right […]
Acedia – Robert Alan Rife
We live life as no more than the half-shrugged shoulder of of a sleeping giant. Let the wasp sting, the filth stay, the rodents gnaw upon last year’s dinner, prepared by another.All has become nature’s disavowal of its own existence, the slowly turning roots of black.Flowers remain half-open, squinting their heavy eyes at the […]
Killing Field – Alastair Gambling
The loss of a badger, soulmate ; dug out from cold dark ground by sharp spade, three stark thugs and small dog. Sole intent: to rip from earth that fresh live thing. Dank flat day of wet field and lane. Low grey sky spread on dripping hedge to flush the thought of sick, black, […]
knowledge in the garden – Tricia Marcella Cimera
‘kindergarten’ from German: literally ‘children’s garden.’that day in kindergarten we were drawing animals.not everyone got picked but I did. draw a wolfteacher said. I drew a wolf walking on his hind legs.he was a fine wolf, with a deep voice, he could singopera. I held my crayon up, called my teacher over.she said my […]
Easter 2116 – Marianne Szlyk
Among the late-afternoon walkers in the square, I tighten the hood around my pale faceand squint through goggles for any scrap of sun that squeezes through. I could be on Bradbury’s Venus on the sweltering day when the sizzling rain pauses, but I am on Eaarth. In the absence of wind, showers, and past […]
In The Desert – Stephen Jarrell Williams
We were traveling in the desert on a two-lane highwayDad was drivingMy mother sitting in the front seat with himI don’t remember where we wereClear blue sky and sand stretching forever on both sidesI was in the backseatIn the middle with a younger brother on each side of meTom and BradI wasn’t a teenager […]
Trump as a Fire without Light #86 – Darren C Demaree
I know most of Ohio wants him to make the world like most of Ohio, but I’m tellingyou that most of Ohio is dead. There are dead men still running on anger andracism. There are dead women kept on budgets by those angry and fearful men.We have universities, but nobody thinks about islands when […]